The Red Mansions

Chapter 65 Seeing a Leaf and Knowing Autumn

How could there be such a boy in the world?
Is there really someone born with knowledge?
Just now, the young man wanted to involve the Ningguo mansion and solve the problem once and for all, which is enough to show his sharpness, but he can actually think of this way of handling, even Yu Zhen... can think of it with a little effort.

But what is he and Yu Zhen? After being around his parents for a long time, he only got a glimpse of these things.

As for what happened next, I thought it was Jia Heng who wanted to use him to impeach the person in Ningguo Mansion, but to be honest, let alone not having the ability, even if he had, he probably wouldn't do it.

In his opinion, in a princely family like the Jia family, the head of the family murdered the clansmen and colluded with thieves to assassinate the clansmen. The emperor would be angry with such accusations, and the person in the Ningguo Mansion would be reprimanded. , Jia Zhen can't say that it is really possible to be confiscated or demoted?
Well, could it be that Jia Ziyu is also considered...

No, probably not, then it is not a human being, it is a monster.

Han Hui instinctively put this trouble aside.

In short, even if he can do it, he won't do it, because... there is no gain, or the loss outweighs the gain.

Even if he wants to help Jia Ziyu, there are other ways, instead of going into battle naked.

Just like Wang Xifeng threatened when he designed the second sister You and Jia Lian, "It's fine if you sue my Jia family for treason!"

Han Hui stared at the blue-shirted boy opposite him with scorching eyes. For the first time, he felt heartbroken. The other party could infer that Xu Lu was the backbone of the imperial party from the fact that Xu Lu was the son of the emperor.

In terms of this section alone, not only is this person talented in literature, but even his intelligence...is above him?

Seeing a leaf and knowing autumn, insight into the subtleties, this is a wise man.

Once this kind of scheming means enters the officialdom, it will definitely stir up the situation.

At this moment, Han Hui resisted the urge to introduce the young man in front of him to his father, restrained his shining eyes, and said with a smile: "Ziyu, you can go directly to Xu Deqing, and explain the whole story in the invitation letter. Xu Deqing will not disappear if he reports the identity of his family member, so it is impossible to say..."

"It's right in my arms!" Jia Heng, Yu Zhen, and Han Hui all said.

Jia Heng's eyes flickered, and he kept thinking.

Perhaps for the son of the second assistant in the cabinet, impeachment is not only fruitless, but also easy to offend the four kings and eight princes, but Xu Lu, who is known as the emperor's eagle dog and the lonely minister, must be like a shark that smells blood ,ecstatic.

That's why he didn't ask Han Hui for help in the first place. His value was not enough for the son of the second assistant to use political resources.

In the final analysis, it is because there is no fame.

If you want to get fame, you will be in the autumn in August next year, and in the spring in March the next year, that is, March in the next year at the earliest, but if it is known to the emperor...

Just when Jia Heng was thinking about the plan.

Han Hui's face was silent for a moment, as if he was thinking about something, he said, "Wendu, if that Mr. Xu goes up, you can ask Uncle Yu to go up and respond."

Yu Zhen's eyes flashed, and a light flashed in his mind, and he vaguely understood something.

At that time, the censor of Zuodu, Jiang Hao, was more than a few years old, and he already wanted to beg for bones. The Metropolitan Procuratorate was bound to undergo a major personnel change, and his father, who was the official censor of Youqin, was in a position of incompatibility. .

That's why he felt strange when he heard that Han Hui just said that his father, the second assistant of the court, praised Lu as the head of Fengxian Yasi.

Jia Heng looked at Han Hui in surprise, but suddenly thought of many things.He didn't think it was Han Hui who was simply selling out his favor.

Han Hui looked at the young man opposite, and said, "Xu Deqing is forty to five years old. After passing the first grade, he entered the Metropolitan Procuratorate at the beginning, and was the censor of Jiangnan Dao. Later, he offended someone and was released. The county magistrate, with more than [-] years of ups and downs in the officialdom, traveled to Huguang, Henan, Yunnan and Guizhou, and was transferred to the inspector and chief executive, and was only transferred to Jingzhaoyin a year ago."

Jia Heng said: "It seems that the good wind really sent me to Qingyun by virtue of its strength. This Master Xu will soon be revisiting his hometown and returning to his hometown in good clothes."

Hearing that it was Huguang first, and then Henan, Yunnan and Guizhou, one could see that Master Xu was being sent farther and farther away, but he was suddenly transferred to Jingzhao. It goes without saying that Jane is in the heart of the emperor, and this is a great use up.

And Han Hui asked Yu Zhen to let his father go along with Shangshu. This is an obvious borrowing of the wind, whose wind, and Emperor Chongping's thoughts on the adjustment of the Metropolitan Procuratorate. , leave a shadow in Emperor Chongping's heart in advance.

This is called calmly brushing the sense of presence.

To take a step back, even if you can't get any benefits directly, you can still make a good impression on Xu Lu who took up his new post in the Metropolitan Procuratorate in advance.

"This is the son of the second assistant. You really shouldn't underestimate it." Jia Heng raised his eyes to look at Han Hui in a blink of an eye, and there was a strange color in his deep eyes.

Han Hui looked at the young man with the same calm expression, caught that strange look, and smiled wryly in his heart.

This invisible strategy was not his idea, but just now he remembered his father's usual entrustment. The procuratorate made suggestions on personnel matters, let him play by ear, remind Yu Zhen, ask his father Yu De to pay attention to Xu Lu, echo his political words, and use his holy family.

Several people had finished their discussions, Song Yuan, who was silent from beginning to end, said solemnly, "Zi Yu, it's getting late, hurry up and see that Governor Xu, I've already done it for you in the past few days. You have asked for marriage leave, so there is no need to worry about Wenhui Pavilion."

Jia Heng cupped his hands and said, "Thank you Mr. Song."

Then he looked at Han Hui and Yu Zhen, and said, "Zisheng, Wendu, see you tomorrow."

Han Hui also looked worried, stepped forward to hold Jia Heng's arm, and said, "Zi Yu, be careful... If it's urgent, you can find me in An Le Fang."

In the end, I couldn't hold back after all.

Jia Heng nodded, took a deep look at Han Hui, nodded goodbye with Yu Zhen and Song Yuan, and then left.

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Yongyefang, evening
It was dusk, and the golden sunset fell on the green-walled and vermilion-eaved courtyard. Under the lantern with the word "Xu" hanging on the verandah, the old housekeeper frowned and looked at the young man standing with his hands folded in front of him.

He lowered his head again by the lamplight, glanced at the greeting card in his hand, and looked at the words "Jia Heng, Empress of Ningguo Mansion" on the title page. Go to the corner gate first, and wait for the old man to go in and report."

"Thank you, old man." Seeing this, Jia Heng heaved a sigh of relief, bowed his hands, followed the butler of Xu Lu's mansion, and entered Xu's mansion.

Under the service of his servants, Jing Zhao Yin Xu Lu just went to his official uniform, changed into a long gown, sat down on a chair in the flower hall, sipped fragrant tea, closed his eyes slightly, and rested his mind.

"Master, a descendant of Lord Ning came from outside——Jia Heng has something to ask to see the master. Here are the greeting cards and letter paper."

Xu Lu, when he heard the old housekeeper's report, was taken aback for a moment, raised his cheeky and thin face, and said in surprise: "Jia Heng, the descendant of Ning Guogong? Since he has meritorious service, why did he come to find me?" ?”

Jingzhao's parents are in their early forties, but their hair is already gray and white, with a short beard under their jaws, under their thin and loose eyebrows, their clear eyes are as sharp as a falcon.

"This is Jia Heng's invitation." At this time, the old butler handed it over.

Xu Lu reached out to take the greeting card, opened the letter, and read it with lowered eyes. His sharp eyes were fixed, his face was uncertain, he was silent for a moment, and said in a deep voice, "Let him in."

(End of this chapter)